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It just happened. I don’t know where it came from, or why it happened now, but here it is: I am homesick. What am I talking about? I miss my home country. It’s the food, you see. It’s the taste of the calissons d’Aix. It’s the tarte tropezienne. It is the local olive oil, the one that was coming straight from our garden, and that we used for the bougnette (the local equivalent of the garlic bread).

It’s also the freshness of the air, the mistral and the crisp light. Why did I leave again? Well, life happened, I suppose. And my daughters are more British than French anyway. Where does it leave me? Well, I am not sure.

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Most of the time, I feel like I have the best of both worlds: the buzz of the city in London, and my little corner of Provence. But tonight, I feel torn between what what I have left behind and my life over here. Not to mention that I could do with an aioli right now. Come to think of it, I am positively starving.

Can you be from two places at the same time? Of course you can, but take my word for it: it sometimes stings a bit. And right now, I am suffering from a severe case of dual citizenship treason. You see, I have a complex, bi-national background and I don’t know where I belong any more. Don’t get me wrong, I am fully aware that, in today’s world, it is not unusual for someone to have multi-national backgrounds, such as being born and/or raised in a country different from that of the citizenship of their parents, or having parents whose citizenships are different from one another’s, or growing up in multiple different countries, and thus having strong ties to  different places. It’s just that, tonight, I miss France and my childhood.

What to do? Well, a slice of lemon drizzle cake should help, right? How about you, what do you do when you are homesick?

  • John Jackson

    Muriel – there is only one thing wrong with you – its called Winter! This is the worst time of the year for getting wistful and wishing you were somewhere else.

    Christmas is gone, Easter is still 7 weeks away, and the weather is cold and wet.

    Do what I’ve just done – book your summer holiday! (2 weeks in France, as it happens. This year we are going to Aveyron)

    Do that and you have something good to look forward to.

    Cheers!
    John

  • James Casserly Omaexlibris

    I hope you feel a little more settled soon Muriel. Homesickness, nostalgia, these things can be triggered by anything really, something you read, something you saw on tv, a song, a smell, who knows? There’s no harm in treating yourself a little bit, we all need some comfort now and again.

  • Miss Bougie

    I so understand you; I am multi-culural as well. I regularly have the urge to converse in my mother tongue with other adults: talking only with the children isn’t always enough. I do have friends locally I can fall back on; or watch TV. Do you get French TV in London? TV5 Monde ou France 24? I don’t know whether Pluzz TV works abroad.
    Allez, c’est un mauvais moment à passer. John le dit très bien, c’est l’hiver, les journée sont courtes et le soleil n’est pas au RV. Dans quelques mois c’est l’été en Provence et tu viendras certainement y passer quelques jours auprès de ta famille. Soleil, grillades, mistral et la Grande Bleue.

  • Laura Crichton

    I grew up in the South East of England but live in Scotland. I even get home sick despite it being in the UK and actually, like you, I miss certain food! So last night I made pizza mimicking the toppings from my favourite restaurant. Not quite the same but enough to satisfy things a little!

  • westendmum

    I missed my mum the other day. It’s grey and raining and my husband keeps shouting. Cake did the trick. And the next time I go to Provence I’m so getting one of those little tins of Calissons d’Aix – adorable.